The atmosphere was green
rain has just stopped
I was mingled with the greenery of the campus
the parting grief of my son
leaving him in his hostel
although
his mother was with me
his sister was with me
but I was feeling lonely....
getting unconsolable
at my son starting his hostel life
I won't be able to see his smile
to inspire him with my naughty words
life is often at crossroads...
at one side my affection for my son
the other side his future
suddenly God helped me
through my tears....
I secretly shed at me
an offering of pure love for my son.....
tension released from my mind
these tears are His blessings
for the making of my son's future
the breathtaking nature...
the witness to my green tears.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice poem, revels the depth of love, green tears apt, thanks